there are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground there's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud if i could take them down off of that
There are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground There's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud If I could take them down off of that
: there are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground there's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud if i could take them down off of
when to dream. And I know just where to touch you, and I know just what to prove; I know when to pull you closer, and I know when to let you loose. And
Of loosely knit sighs of sadness that last a vast stint once stagnance hit your forlorn After which foregone conclusion are clued in to loose end anicdotes
I know just when to dream And I know just where to touch you And I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose
X2 There ain't nothing as bright (as heavy) as light (as dark) as night (as set to strike) As ready (as right) as loose (as tight) as quick to expand
.Hay) He was the only key She was the only door What more could they please Her eyes are ponds of blue His wishes all came true What was there to loose
She's gonna pack her bags & leave No more loose, unravelled seams She is young & she still has her confidence And it's not too late to tie up those loose
its a gamble but I know i wont loose myy love foorr you Nooo oohhh I would take you by your hand and make you understand dat all I know is all nah guh leave
(feat. J.L., P.R.E.A.C.H., Stevie Stone) The following entry has uh seen mankind complete it's first evolutionary steps into the universe, Leaving the
or better, we could see each other in real life Just so you could feel me like a steel knife At least so you could see the white of their eyes Bright
in my sights CHORUS: With these hungry eyes One look at you and I can't disguise I've got hungry eyes I feel the magic between you and I I've got hungry eyes
dare the dazzling light Of the dying, dancing leaves Confess with mine that love has bravely won! Whose hands of gold fire my soul and loose bright streams